"You do recognise me"
said the unknown voice in the room.
Andrew down on his knees in front of Isabelle.
Due to the closeness now, Isabelle noticed some bruises on Andrew's skin.
Isabelle leaned close to the boy, keeping a hand under his chin she lifted his face up, looked straight at his glittering eyes, scared eyes, those eyes fear her, a smirk appeared on her beautiful face, his hair was still wet from the bath, with her finger, she started tracing his face from his temple then slowly moving down to his jawline, feeling her sharp nail tracing his features, his adam apple moved up and down as he gulped, his eyes half closed, his breathing became slow, his lips parted a little to let some air in, a small gasp escaped from his delicate lips that made her lips pull up slowly and his heartbeat beating fast in his cheat.
She held his chin in her hands and brought her face close to his.
Making a eye contact.
Breaking the intense moment.
She asked.
"Who gave you this bruises?"
She sounded angry and upset.
Andrew did not said anything once again.
"They will be punished, now tell me"
The people who gave him the bruises were irrigating her, but his silence was even more irrigating her.
"Why are you protecting them?"
She sounded like she would kill anyone who will show up in front of her at this moment.
"Forgive me, my lady"
He cried and erased his tears with the back of his arm and he sobbed.
"If you don't want to punish them, so stop crying, it is irrigating" she said in a calm tone trying to comfort the crying Andrew.
Then a sound of stomach growling silent the fearful moment.
"Are you hungry?" Isabelle asked him, her tone worried.
"No my lady" his heartbeats was still fast and his breath unsteady.
Isabelle frowned "did you ate anything this afternoon?"
She questioned him well known to the fact that he didn't. She wanted to test him and find what his answer will be.
"I ate a little, my lady" Andrew lied, in hope she can change the subject and take her leave.
"What did you eat then?"
She understood that he was thinking on what he ate or on what he could lie and not to get caught on it.
He looked here and there, finding something so he can get an idea on what to say.
After some seconds, Andrew replied.
"Fruits!!–
I ate fruits, my lady"
She controlled on her lips from chuckling. Her lips trembled to smile, but she bit on her lips to stop them from smiling, she was really enjoying, Andrew's behaviour when he lies.
"Who send you those 'Fruits' ?"
"Servants?"
Andrew was himself confused on his answer that who could send the fruits, he had heard that noblemen or noblewomen keep a lot of servants for their work.
So he thought that servants will be a good idea.
"Let's go ask then, we will call each one and ask them this question"
"No it's fin—"
"You sure are a strange one"
"Forgive me, my lady"
"Fine, I haven't eaten anything, eat with me" Isabelle said in a commanding tone.
"I will be waiting in the dining room, wear your clothes and come when you are ready"
Before leaving.
Isabelle reminded Andrew.
"Don't make me wait longer"
Then she left.